After Little Eight's reminder, the tri-colored light in Green's eyes flashed beneath his bone-spiked face.
On the other side, although Pumiluoxius knew nothing of Little Eight's abilities, judging from the spreading filth contamination on his body and Little Eight plucking one of his feathers, it could not possibly be anything good.
He made a snap decision!
With two "whooshes," two crystal coffins stood side by side to his left and right. At the same time, one opened its mouth and spat out a mass of constantly writhing, burning "flesh-flame," from which thousands upon thousands of tentacles spread. The mechanical structure in the other's chest opened, revealing a spinning paper flower.
The abilities of these Pumiluoxius clones seemed to differ from one another.
The only Pumiluoxius clone to emerge from its coffin spread a hand, and fragments of a metal cube transformed into a light sword. Then, amid violent spacetime fluctuations, its figure vanished in a flash. It twisted through space and time to appear before Green, the metal-cube light sword slashing down through the air!
"Kehehehe..."
With a beat of his Day-Night Wings, Green flew backward, no longer confronting it head-on. Amid his sinister laughter, he said in a low voice, "If it's clones you want, I have a few that can keep you, old senior, company for a good while! Since you refuse to submit to the rules of the Wizard King, I have no choice but to reveal some real methods!"
The skin beneath Green's bone spikes writhed as though splitting apart on its own. One became two, two became four, and three Source of Annihilation clones with differing expressions split off, blocking Pumiluoxius's path.
"Wakakaka, stop them! Buy time for Baye and your main body!"
Little Eight shouted from Green's shoulder as he flew back. The Annihilating